Crash and Burn (Back Down Devil MC #2)(25)

The woman was on her right side, left leg bent, exposing her to Landon and Blaine. She touched between her legs and rubbed, then moved her finger back to her ass. Blaine groaned again.

“Do it,” the woman said.

“Fuck,” Landon whispered.

He did not want to do this.

He bent his knees and pressed against the woman’s opening. With one thrust, he sank deep into her. She let out a long cry and gripped the bed. She bit the sheets as Landon pulled out. He thrust again, this time grunting.

Landon started to f*ck harder and faster, letting the frustration out. He put a hand to the woman’s thick leg and cupped her thick ass. When he squeezed she cried out. She released her hold on the bed sheet and grabbed her own breast as she moaned.

“Fuck, yes,” she cried out.

“Christ,” Blaine said.

Landon’s thrusts were so hard that his body crashed into the woman. Each thrust brought a louder cry from her. To Landon, he saw nothing. He simply felt the woman’s wet body around him, pulling. If he tried to see or think, it all went back to Avery.

He was soon f*cking her so fast the slaps of their bodies echoed almost as loud as the woman’s cries of pleasure. Or maybe they were cries of pain.

“Okay, okay,” Blaine said.

He walked over to the bed and Landon eased up a little. He moved his hand off the woman’s ass and touched her waist.

“No, stop,” the woman said. She reached for Blaine. “Let him come. Please.”

“I thought…,” Blaine said.

“I changed my mind,” the woman said, gasping for air. “Let him finish. Then you can do anything you want.”

Landon was okay with that. He was damn close already. Before Blaine could mutter another word, Landon went right back to the same speed. The woman had her mouth open and instantly lost her voice. It became red faced squeaks. She reached for the bed, twisting her body so her chest was almost pointing up. Her massive chest bounced like crazy. Blaine rushed to the other side of Landon and grabbed her breasts. Landon didn’t give a f*ck. He wanted to come. He wanted the release. He wanted it all to go away right now.

Blaine held the woman’s breasts. “Bro, you almost done?”

“Fuck off,” Landon groaned.

He closed his eyes and pictured Avery. The rush started throughout his body. He bent his knees, unable to control himself now. He was right there… the wave cresting…

He exploded into the condom and thrust hard. The woman put a hand over Blaine’s hand on her breast and whimpered.

“It’s okay,” Blaine said. “It’s okay, baby…”

Landon kept coming, throbbing, spilling again and again. He closed his eyes again and saw Avery again. His body thrust, bouncing the woman and the bed. She moaned and he growled.

“Wow, that was f*cking great,” Blaine said.

“Just f*cking great…”

Landon opened his eyes at the sound of the voice. He pulled out of the woman and turned.

“Oh, f*ck,” Blaine whispered.

Nobody had shut the f*cking door. And there was Avery, standing with the same look on her face as she had when she admitted to Landon that she had been raped.

“Fuck,” Landon said.

Just… f*ck…





thirteen.



The sight surprised Avery as much as it didn’t. When she entered the clubhouse it was strangely quiet, other than the sound of a woman screaming in either wild pleasure or writhing pain. Avery couldn’t help but seek out of the source of the sound. She definitely did not expect to see the door wide open, or to see Landon f*cking the woman who was screaming.

At first, it was frozen shock. She stared at Landon’s perfect ass, watching his cheeks flex as he pumped in and out of the woman. Then she saw Blaine standing with his pants down to his knees, his boxers on, and his hands holding the woman’s chest.

She wasn’t sure what kind of threesome this was, but it involved Landon and for some reason, it hurt Avery. The hurt became jealousy and the jealousy became anger. Avery looked at the woman’s body and wanted to pick out everything wrong with her. The size of her ass. The size of her feet. The way she screamed when Landon thrust into her.

But all of that didn’t matter because a fire ignoted in Avery.

Could Landon make her scream like that?

Just as the thought came to her, Landon began to come. She could tell by the way he moved forward and held tight to the woman. His ass kept flexing and all Avery could picture was when Landon came in her mouth. Release after release, again and again, seemingly forever.

“Wow, that was f*cking great,” Blaine said.

That’s when Avery found her voice and made her presence known. “Just f*cking great…”

All eyes were then on Avery. Landon turned, sliding from the woman’s body. Avery caught sight between the woman’s legs, still glistening and still open. Landon’s cock was still long and thick, the condom obviously full.

The look in Landon’s eyes was anger and guilt.

That was all Avery could manage to see.

She walked away and began to jog, straight to Landon’s room. Of course the f*cking door was locked, leaving Avery feeling trapped and unwelcomed.

A door slammed with an echo and a few seconds later, Landon was at the end of the hall, running at Avery.